https://www.reddit.com/r/MadOver30/comments/1h4ku5v/hi/
created by stranger38 on 02/12/2024 at 02:45 UTC
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There's practically no one here anymore.
In my mind, that kinda of suits me - me, timid, cowardly, me, whispering my grievances nto the void.
It's still morning where I am. I am already mildly intoxicated.
I have a work call to make - not sure how to do it. I was duped - I remind myself repeatedly that it is not my fault - that the situation arrived dishevelled (and already out of time) when I accepted it oblivious of the problems.
I remind myself that this is A SMALL THING. amongst all the big, the large, the humongous things in life, this is A SMALL THING.
But still I am depressed. Every day, when even the little things go wrong, I feel unloved not only by the ppl who shares my radar, but also by the world.
I may be exaggerating. I know this SMALL THING will pass. It will make me very anxious before it is over. It will make me sad when I get to take the blame for it. But it will pass. Doesn't stop me from feeling sad tho.
There's nothing here!